Tag: poetry
How the Body Remembers in its first gallery exhibit!
I'll also be reading the poems that were inspired by Alvin Ailey's Revelations and ultimately inspired me to make the artwork and enter into this conversation about how the body remembers and perform traumas. Yes yes y'all! Be there?
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How the Body Remembers (On the Body’s Performance of Trauma as Ekphrasis)
delivered at the Northeast Modern Language Association Conference Toronto, ON 2 May 2015 Slide 1: "How the Body Remembers" is not just a creative project but is, I guess like all my creative projects, a question I’m trying to answer for myself--this time about how our physical bodies perform traumas. The question came up after [...]
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Breathing Lessons 101 is on the road to Charlottesville Virginia!
Breathing Lessons 101 is heading to Charlottesville Virginia on Friday, May 8th! I'll be reading as part of the Reading Series at the Bridge Progressive Arts Initiative along with author of the novel Nothing Left to Burn, Jay Varner, and poet, novelist, and editor Brittany Cavallaro. Exciting times, y'all--be there and/or please share! https://www.facebook.com/events/346357012230460/
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Monthly Meter: February
fellowship/publication submissions: 1 fellowship/publication acceptances: 2 fellowship/publication rejections: 3 books: Tell Me How Long the Train's Been Gone by James Baldwin (still reading) Secret Shame: Winter whimpering Mantra of the Moment: Rome wasn't built in a day.
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Something Like an Asshole, or, How To Read the Rind (vintage UtR)
Something Like an Asshole, or, How to Read the Rind You know the greasy spot on the side he never sleeps on is a sign. Your palms are a sign: The body is more water than flesh. And if you know how to interpret It right the way a mango peels, meat stripping itself like [...]
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A Reason [vintage UtR]
Vintage UtR
Because you will never read this I can admit there were never reasons.
And if I had an excuse, that was it. When I hid, that was why.
Certainty has a way of fooling you into believing that forever is no further than the eye can see; is adaptable if not unchanging. And fair.
You asked for a reason. Something worth living for;
something you could die for.
Not having one is the best one of all. I could’ve told you then.
But daybreak dresses us best. And searchers scour the dark like vultures seek prey.
That’s all. That’s why.
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Review of Breathing Lessons 101!
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Breathing Lessons 101 coming to Bridgewater International Poetry Festival!
I'll be reading from my work-in-progress at the Bridgewater International Poetry Festival this weekend. You can find the full schedule of events here: Online: http://wp.bridgewater.edu/bipf/ On Twitter: @bcpoetryfestival On Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/bridgewaterinternationalpoetryfestival I'm on at 3:30 p.m. on Saturday, January 17th. Come through and say hey (and grab a copy of Breathing Lessons 101)! Can't make [...]
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Poems for Baga
Call for poems... "Hello writers! You've written poems for Ferguson, Gaza, Hong Kong, Palestina, and, most recently, Paris. Now is the time to write for Baga (the town where Boko Haram massacred 2000 people two days back on the Nigerian-Chadian border). A few hours after I posted a query asking which editor/publisher could help publish [...]
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